Chapter 33 The Seven Young Masters I Raised and Their Eighth Sister

Pei Buxian hung up the phone with a puzzled look on his face, and a message popped up on his phone——

Pei Yuan: "@Everyone, go home now, something big happened at home."

Pei Che: "Busy."

Pei Fengnong: "I'm in a meeting, what's so urgent, Pei Buxian likes Xia Xuechun?"

Pei Youchuan: "If it's this, I don't have time to go back now, and didn't I say that if Pei Buxian likes Xia Xuechun, then Pei Buxian will be killed. Send her to a mental hospital? Then send her

there." Pei Ci: "Which mental hospital? I can ask my assistant to send flowers to express my condolences."

Pei Mu: "Ditto."

Pei Buxian: "...How much do you want me to fall in love with Xia Xuechun?!"

Pei Youchuan: "Oh, Pei Buxian, you are still in the group. Since you have fallen in love with Xia Xuechun now, you should be kicked out. Sorry."

System prompt: [Pei Youchuan kicked you out of the group chat.]

Pei Buxian: "????"

System prompt: [Pei Yuan pulled you into the group chat. Pei Buxian: "

... This matter has nothing to do with me, don't give me any nonsense!"

Pei Youchuan: "Besides this matter, is there anything else urgent that requires us to go back? We are very busy and don't have time to waste here with you."

Pei Yuan: "Qiao Chuchu was almost hit by a car and was admitted to the hospital in a coma. She has just been discharged from the hospital. Can I call you?"

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The group was silent for a minute.

The other five people replied in unison: "I will go home after I finish the current affairs in an hour."

Pei Buxian: "? Aren't you busy?"

Five people: "It's just because you are busy."

Pei Buxian: "???"

I don't know why, but he has an indescribable anger in his heart.

He turned around impatiently, wanting to see if Qiao Chuchu had caught up.

Qiao Chuchu was thinking with her head down, and accidentally bumped into his chest, and looked up in confusion.

Her reddish-brown curly hair was a little messy, which made her look like a carefree magic witch in a fairy tale.

Pei Buxian: "..."

Qiao Chuchu looked at him in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Pei Buxian didn't say anything, just looked at her strangely for a while, then turned and left.

Qiao Chuchu was puzzled and followed him for two steps. Pei Buxian suddenly came to his senses, took off the scarf from his neck, and put it on her roughly.

He wrapped her head and ears like wrapping a zongzi, and put on a hat by the way, and left without looking back.

Qiao Chuchu was very flattered with the warm scarf on her head.

[The sun is rising from the west today? Pei Buxian actually remembered to let me keep warm? Last time I fainted in front of him, he was indifferent.

Pei Buyian paused: "Come on!"

Qiao Chuchu came to her senses and quickly ran to his side: "I'm coming!"

Pei Buyian frowned impatiently, watching Qiao Chuchu playfully running towards him with a scarf like a zongzi on her head, and smiled at him heartlessly.

His eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he continued to walk towards the parking lot with his head down.

A passerby girl waiting for the test results was reading a novel on her phone, her tone melting: "Every time I read the big guy's works, I feel that he has a lot of feelings for his heroines."

Another boy nodded in agreement: "There must be a girl named Qiao Chu by his side. The heroine of every book of his is Qiao Chu." The girl

was surprised: "Every book?"

The boy nodded: "Yes, the male protagonists come and go, but Qiao Chu is always there. Qiao Chu is the goddess in the hearts of many book fans!"

And the girl's mobile phone novel described a paragraph -

【Zhang Shuo hadn't seen Qiao Chu for a long time and found that she hadn't aged at all. She had fluffy curly hair, reddish brown, waist-length, always messy, and she always wore a sharp Stahl pencil on her ear. But this kind of dress never made people feel sloppy, but gave Zhang Shuo a strange idea. 】

【If the little mermaid had legs, it would be like Qiao Chu. 】

【But this little mermaid was not good at singing, but drawing and fighting. 】

Pei Buxian returned home and silently watched Qiao Chu go upstairs to rest.

He put the West Highland on the ground, hesitated for a long time, and went to the kitchen.

Xiao Xie, who was in charge of the kitchen, was surprised to see him: "Mr. Pei Qi?"

Pei Buyian said nothing, washed his hands, and started to bake cakes.

Qiao Chuchu stayed on the second floor and smelled an indescribable sweetness.

She came down from the first floor with a thump: "Is anyone in the kitchen making desserts?"

Xiao Xie was about to answer, but Pei Buyian closed the kitchen door at a storm speed and even locked it!

"Don't tell her what I'm doing!" Pei Buyian threatened Xiao Xie fiercely: "Did you hear me?!"

Xiao Xie was startled and felt strange, but still nodded in panic.

Qiao Chuchu walked to the door of the kitchen and tried to open it, but it didn't open.

There was a distinct sweet smell of cake inside.

She was curious: "Is anyone cooking in there?"

Pei Buxian's expression suddenly tensed up.

Xiao Xie was very observant and took out her mobile phone to type: [Don't worry, sir! Leave it to me! ]

She walked to the door of the kitchen: "Excuse me, Miss Qiao, I'm baking cookies now. Can I send them to your room with tea later?"

Qiao Chuchu walked away disappointedly: "No, I don't like cookies. Next time when I make desserts, you can consider strawberry cake. I really want to eat it."

Pei Buxian was stunned and looked at the green grapes he prepared.

He threw the green grapes into the trash can with his backhand!

Xiao Xie: "?!"

The green grapes are innocent!

She whispered: "Sir, you can put the unwanted fruits back in the kitchen instead of throwing them away."

Pei Buxian was silent for a moment, picked it up: "I forgot."

Xiao Xie: "..."

He threw it into the basket: "Give it to Pei Youchuan, he is a bit stupid and can't eat it."

Xiao Xie: "????"

Why would the young master who can't even make such a mistake appear in the kitchen?

Is he trying to make a nuclear bomb?

She watched Pei Buxian take out the strawberries and stepped forward nervously: "Let me wash them."

She was really afraid that this guy would throw the strawberries away again.

Pei Buxian said indifferently: "I'll do it myself."

Xiao Xie: "?"

Pei Buxian carefully washed and cut the strawberries, and made the cake skillfully.

Xiao Xie watched blankly at the side the whole time.

Pei Buxian paused while squeezing the cream, turned around and glared at her coldly: "Don't stare at me."

Xiao Xie: "..."

She turned her back awkwardly and took out her phone to post on Xiaohongshu.

She is a small internet celebrity blogger on the Internet, and her personal profile is: [A kitchen girl working for seven handsome young masters.]

Because she occasionally publishes short essays about the seven brothers of the Pei family, anonymously telling the strange things between them.

Although many people question her authenticity, it happens that because such topics are novel and interesting, the traffic is very high, and a group of people are waiting for her to update.

She typed frantically, and the title was: [The autistic seventh young master seems to be making strawberry cake for his eighth sister who has not been home for many years! 】

【Who in the family knew that the Seventh Young Master had always been lazy and didn't like to talk to anyone. He suddenly broke into the kitchen and started baking cakes without saying a word. When the Eighth Young Master smelled the smell and asked about it, the Seventh Young Master nervously closed the kitchen door, not wanting the Eighth Young Master to know. 】

【After the Eighth Young Master came over, I lied and said that I was baking cookies (covering for the Seventh Young Master). The Eighth Young Master left very disappointed and told me to make strawberry cake when I had time. The Young Master originally wanted to make a grape cake, but after hearing what the Eighth Young Master said, he threw the grapes into the trash can! (After I quietly reminded him, the Seventh Young Master picked up the grapes and said he would give them to the Third Young Master.)

The accompanying picture shows a bunch of plump and big green grapes placed alone in a basket.